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It had sounded like a great idea at the time. It sounded like an amazing way to annoy Lan Zhan! And when this inevitably blew up in his face, he would’ve said it was a prank; it didn’t mean anything. Huaisang had sworn to him that if Lan Zhan got too mad, he would find a way to make him forgive Wei Ying.
But now, he isn’t so sure; he is getting cold feet. Lan Zhan looked incredibly beautiful, standing in the middle of his living room. Adorable in his loungewear, soft gray pants, and a white t-shirt, which should look casual, but actually looks high-fashion on him.
“OK, outfit check, Lan Zhan!” Wei Ying says as he sets his phone on the center table and presses record.
“Mn. What should I do?”
“What? Just look awesome, like you always do. Have you never done a TikTok video?”
“Never.”
“Oh my god. You’re just naturally beautiful and popular, uh? OK, we’ll just show people your outfit, and how amazing you look!”
“Why?”
“To appease the masses, Lan Zhan! Come here, let me see. Do a spin and show people how beautiful you look!” he says, stepping away to give Lan Zhan space.
“And now?” he asks as he finishes his spin.
“Here, let me fix your hair, Lan Zhan. We can’t upload a video with you that isn’t perfect, can we? It wouldn’t be right. You are perfect.” Wei Yin’s heart is beating so fast that he thinks someone could hear it from the street. He steps closer again, brushing a strand of hair back behind Lan Zhan’s ear. Lan Zhan is looking him in the eyes, like he always does, his eyes so clear and earnest. Wei Ying rests his hand on Lan Zhan’s ear. He doesn’t want to stop touching him, and he slides his hand to his neck; his skin is so soft. Before his courage disappears, Wei Ying kisses him. He kisses his best friend, presses his lips against his, and mentally prepares to be pushed away.
Instead, he feels Lan Zhan’s hand wrapping around his waist, pulling him close, while the other hand settles at the base of his head. He is surrounded by Lan Zhan's warmth and smell, sandalwood. Lan Zhan is kissing him back, and he is an amazing kisser. The kiss starts slowly, and Lan Zhan tastes so sweet. Wei Ying feels Lan Zhan pulling him as he walks back. He follows; he would follow him to the end of the world. But Lan Zhan takes him to his couch, he sits down and pulls Wei Ying to straddle him.
Wei Ying loses track of time, kissing Lan Zhan feels natural and right. He has his arms around his neck, and Lan Zhan moved his hands to Wei Ying’s hips. He is holding him close. Wei Ying's mind is a traitor and keeps telling him he should stop, that he is ruining his friendship with Lan Zhan. Wei Ying is getting dizzy and breaks the kiss, still panting and breathing fast. Lan Zhan doesn’t give up on kissing him; he simply moves on to kissing his cheek and down his neck. Wei Ying finds out that kisses on his neck and behind his ears give him goosebumps.
“Ah, Lan Zhan, how can you do this to me? How will I ever kiss anybody else like this? You’re too good,” Wei Ying says.
Lan Zhan bites down on his neck; it hurts and will probably bruise. But Wei Ying moans. “Lan Zhan, Lan Zhan, is this jealousy? You don’t want me to kiss anybody else? Kiss me then, kiss me again.”
His request is quickly satisfied. Lan Zhan moves his hand to hold his hair so he can’t move, and he kisses him. He kisses him, slipping his tongue in Wei Ying’s mouth, biting down on his lower lip, and dragging his teeth along it. Wei Ying is so entertained that he doesn’t hear the keys on the door. And if Lan Zhan hears it, he just doesn’t care.
Wei Ying breifly register that someone opened the front door and stepped inside. But it is only when he hears a surprised sound that he remembers Lan Zhan was expecting visitors.
“Oh, we’re so sorry to intrude. Didi, you didn’t tell me you were dating!” It's Lan Xichen. Wei Ying can feel his face getting hot.
“Welcome, Ge. It’s a recent development.” Lan Zhan responds calmly, as if his brother hadn't just caught him making out with his best friend.
“We’ll settle in the guest room, and maybe in an hour or two, we can have lunch. And you can tell us all about it. We’re so happy for you. But also don’t mind us. Go on.” And as soon as he hears Lan Xichen say these words, Wei Ying freezes for a second, feels his face burning, and hides his face on Lan Zhan’s neck.
“Mn.” Lan Zhan answers.
“Long time no see, Wei Ying. Happy for you.” He hears Minjue say and raises his hand in an aborted wave, keeping his face buried in Lan Zhan's neck. Wei Ying hears as they move further away, while Lan Zhan keeps one hand on his hips and the other is moving up and down, caressing his back.
“Oh my God, Lan Zhan. I’m so sorry. Your brother saw us. I’m so sorry.” He says, still unable to raise his head from Lan Zhan’s neck
“Why are you sorry?” Lan Zhan looks so innocent.
“Because. I don’t know. They just saw us. I was’t expecting you to kiss me. You said we’re a recent development, and I don’t know what that means. Did I ruin everything? I did didn't I?”
“You kissed me.” Lan Zhan clarifies.
“Well, yeah. But when I kissed you, I figured you’d just push me away. And that would break my heart, but I would move on and be the bestest best friend you’d ever had. And if you didn’t wanna talk to me because of the kiss, then, I don’t know, but Huaisang said he would handle you, and make you hang out with me.”
“Why would I push you away?” Lan Zhan is frowning.
“Why would you not? Wait. Why didn’t you?” Wei Ying looks him in the eyes.
“In love with Wei Ying.” Oh no, Lan Zhan’s eyes are so clear and innocent.
“What? Since when? But I annoy you so much. I can’t shut up. And I keep touching you, even though you don’t like it. I know you don’t like it when people touch you. Some days I think you barely tolerate me.”
“I like it when it’s Wei Ying. Why did you kiss me then?”
“What? I'm the exception to the rule? That can’t be right. Oh, the kiss. Well. It’s a trend on social media. Kiss your best friend. I wasn’t gonna do it. I didn’t want to risk you being mad at me. I couldn’t stand it if we stopped hanging out, or if you took a break from me. But Huaisang said I should. He said there was nothing in this world that would make you stop talking to me. And that he would fix things if you were too mad at me and didn’t want to speak to me after…”
“Mn. Maybe you got tricked.”
“What? Huaisang? He knew you liked me? How?” Wei Ying is losing his mind.
“Ge and Minjue. They made me talk to him. For advice.”
“OK, OK. So what was his advice?” Wei Ying is going to kill Huaisang.
“Not very useful, I thought at the time. He advised me not to push you away.” Lan Zhan is still moving his hand up and down his back, very soothing.
“Oh, that little bastard! He’s such an asshole sometimes! He could have just told me! Or you!” Wei Ying hides his face on Lan Zhan's neck once again.
“Indeed.” Lan Zhan threads his hand through Wei Ying's hair.
“Maybe I should buy him a gift…” Wei Ying raises his head and looks at Lan Zhan. He looks so pretty and innocent.
“We should.” Lan Zhan looks him in the eyes.
“Oh fuck. So you didn’t push me away. And you like me? Where do we go from here?” His heart is still beating so fast. What if Lan Zhan doesn't want him, not really? What if he just wants a fling?
“Wherever you want to. I will be whatever you want me to. Your friend, your boyfriend, your lover, your support system.”
“You’re willing to date me? Are you sure? I’m loud, and messy, and I get lost in work and forget things. I could forget to call you, and I’ll probably be late for things. I’m a lot…” Wei Ying whispers.
“You are not. You are perfect."
"I. You could do better. You wanna date me?”
"Mn. Wei Ying is perfect. Will marry Wei Ying."
“Oh, my God! How can you say that? My heart, my poor heart! But also, yes, yes! Let’s date. Be my boyfriend! I can’t believe it! So… if you’re my boyfriend, future fianceé, according to yourself, I think you should kiss me.”
“Mn. Agreed.”